Luther snorted, and his expression soured. “I don’t care if you’re a madman; your end will always be gruesome so long as you cross me…”

“You have nothing but your foul mouth to blame. If you didn’t say so much, things might have ended better for you. I would’ve given you a quick, painless death!”

Luther readied himself as his hands quickly moved.

Waves of darkness and light condensed in front of him.

the image right at Jack. The pentagram formed of the powers of light and darkness constantly spun in the air. As it flew toward

at the power of the pentagram, he could tell that Luther was either fourth

thought of others too simply

short laugh, temporarily discarding that thought. He had foreseen Luther’s plans, after

not want to stay there for too long as it

the sake of their dignity. Jack was never afraid of facing anyone head-on, but he was still worried that they would come after him as a

after seal that slowly condensed in

the Void, he did not hold back to finish the battle quickly. A hundred Soul Swords were formed in the air. With a wave, the swords condensed into one massive

controlled the sword’s trajectory, aiming at the lower left corner to hit where the dark energy was condensing. That

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